Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

Unknowingly, a year has passed, during this year, there have been some changes, Murong Jing's etiquette has finally passed, Ziyin no longer stares at her every day while eating and walking.Murong Jing successfully passed Zi Yin's exam, and finally made up her mind to open the ligament. Zi Yin also decided to start granting Murong Jing martial arts.

Of course, there are some things that haven’t changed, for example, Murong Jing is still a frequent visitor to Sihuigu, the daily morning class is still a group of people who don’t like her, and the elders of discipline still have stomach pains when they see her—the last time Murong Jing Elder Discipline's tea was replaced with chili water, and Elder Discipline sprayed Elder Ningdan's face without knowing it... So Murong Jing once again lived in Sihui Valley.

On the Lantern Festival, even if it is the sect of cultivating immortals, Tianyong City is still immersed in the festive atmosphere, and lunch is a sweet Lantern Festival wrapped in glutinous rice.

While eating Lantern Festival, Murong Jing, who had been corrected by Ziyin for a year, encountered another difficulty.

Even if the Lantern Festival is blown cold, the stuffing inside is still hot. Murong Jing's mouth is small, and the whole Lantern Festival can't fit in her mouth, but after blowing it cold, she takes a bite and gets scalded by the inside. Ziyin glared at him.

Seeing Murong Jing's gloomy look, Ling Yue stepped forward to comfort him and said, "Okay, today is the holiday, don't pout."

"What Shangyuan Festival, go to hell!" Murong Jing left Ziyin's place and sighed up to the sky.

"The Ghost Festival is the Ghost Festival." Ling Yue explained.

Murong Jing: "...Thank you brother for explaining."

Ling Yue smiled and patted Murong Jing's head: "You're welcome, you can ask me if you don't understand anything."

Murong Jing: "..."

Zi Yin personally cooked the osmanthus flower cake today, made osmanthus flower cake and distributed it to Ling Yue and Murong Jing. Murong Jing took the osmanthus flower cake and it looked delicious, and it was rare for Murong Jing to show it to Zi Yin. A genuine smile.

The woods and the waterfall can be seen behind the Sword Exhibition Platform, and Murong Jing likes to look at the scenery here very much.

As the evening approached and the sun had just set, Murong Jing sat behind the Sword Exhibition Platform, watching the afterglow of the setting sun shine on the waterfall in the forest, and the entire waterfall shone with golden light, Murong Jing couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

He took out the sweet osmanthus flower cakes in his bosom. Murong Jing was reluctant to eat these snacks. At this time, seeing the beautiful sunset and smelling the fragrance of the cakes, Murong Jing was in a good mood. Just as she was about to eat, she heard a loud noise. The sound of appetite.

"Hey, isn't this Fu Jing?" A boy dressed in the uniform of Tianyong's disciple said eccentrically.

This person is Bing Xin who has been at odds with Murong Jing in the morning classes recently.

Murong Jing frowned, suddenly felt that all the good mood of the day was gone.

"Hey, it's really disappointing to be disturbed by a dog when I'm in a good mood." Murong Jing didn't hide her disgust, and got up to fight back.

Bing Xin jumped up suddenly: "Who are you calling a dog!"

Murong Jing glanced at him sideways: "You can say whoever talks to you. I really haven't seen anyone rushing to be scolded."

"Fu Jing! You!" Bing Xin was in a hurry, pointed at Murong Jing and was speechless, suddenly saw the osmanthus flower cake in Murong Jing's hand, and sneered, "Hey, did you run to steal something from the kitchen? I knew you would only do these petty things!"

"Wipe your butt clean and talk! Who stole something!" Murong Jing stared, "My master gave it to me. If you don't have it, don't be greedy. Let your master do it for you!"

"Elder Sword Holder gave it to you? Who would believe it! Just a guy like you who is always thinking about returning to the valley, you will definitely embarrass Elder Sword Holder! I really don't understand why Elder Sword Holder still keeps you until now, this thing Mostly it was done for Brother Lingyue, you just did it by the way!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Murong Jing trembled angrily, "You're just jealous!"

"I'm jealous of you?" Bingxin also blushed, "You're just talking nonsense! You're a wild child who was picked up somewhere, you have no manners at all! You're still causing trouble all day long!"

"I'm not a wild child, so don't fart there!" Murong Jing's finger was about to poke Bing Xin's face.

Seeing the fingers stretched out in front of his face, Bingxin knocked off the cakes in Murong Jing's hand, and those pieces of osmanthus flower cakes fell into the soil.

Murong Jing was stunned for a long time when she saw the fallen snacks, and then looked at Bing Xin viciously.

Bing Xin was flustered by Murong Jing's gaze, and quickly took a step back: "You...what are you looking at me for?"

Murong Jing's chest rose and fell violently with her breathing, and her eyes became more and more terrifying. Just when Bing Xin was about to turn around and leave, Murong Jing threw herself on him and grabbed his neck with both hands.

"Help... help!" Bing Xin was choked out of breath just in time to say these words. Two young disciples who were passing by heard the noise and came up to separate the two of them.

"Quick! Let go!" The two little disciples were also children, and their strength was not much stronger than Murong Jing's, so they could only pry Murong Jing's hand away little by little.

Murong Jing's hand was forcibly separated from Bingxin's neck, she was very annoyed, but because her two hands were pulled by those two people, she couldn't hold Bingxin anymore, so she lowered her head and bit Bingxin's shoulder.

Bingxin was able to breathe some air just now, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, and quickly shouted: "My mother! Help! Help!!!!"

The two disciples rushed to pull Murong Jing again, but Murong Jing bit Bing Xin tightly, and even if he didn't let go, Bing Xin kept hitting Murong Jing's back. Still firmly biting Bingxin's shoulder and not letting go.

I don't know how long it took, Murong Jing only heard a stern shout: "Stop!" Then her body was blown away by a strong force.

"Ah!!!" Bingxin screamed again, blood was all over his neck and shoulders, sticking to his face and body, it was very scary.

Murong Jing got up from the ground, the corners of her mouth were covered with blood, like a demon coming out of hell.She stared ghastly at Bing Xin who was lying on the ground and wailed, and she actually spit out a piece of meat from the side of her head!

Seeing Murong Jing like this, Elder Mighty Wu was shocked, frowned and cast a body-binding spell on Murong Jing, then went to check on Bing Xin's injuries.

When Bingxin saw the mighty elder, he immediately felt safe. As soon as his tension relaxed, he passed out.

Bingxin's neck was covered with blood, but the injury was not too serious, it was just that a piece of flesh was missing and the shoulder lost too much blood due to the location of the injury.Elder Mighty was relieved a little, and called his disciples to send Bingxin to Elder Ningdan, and looked at Murong Jing who was stuck in the same place and frowned, "Take her to Ziyin and take care of her first."

"Hmph! This time Fujing got into such a catastrophe, I really can't keep it!" Elder Discipline flicked his sleeves.

Daoist Han Su sighed, Fu Jing's trouble this time was indeed... Just now when he went to see Bingxin's injuries, the bruises on his neck were shocking, and the wound on his shoulder that was bitten off was bloody and bloody. People can't bear to watch.After this incident, I am afraid that Fu Jing will have no place to gain a foothold in Tianyong City.

"What does the precept elder mean?" Han Su looked at the precept elder.

"Such an arrogant person, I am afraid that Tianyong City will not be able to keep her." The elder of the precepts looked angry: "This time it was not that she accidentally seriously injured Bingxin, but deliberately killed someone! She has not repented afterwards! She is still young today. , is already so ruthless, when he grows up in the future, I don't know what kind of disaster he will do!"

"Elder Discipline said to drive Fujing out of Tianyong City?" Daoist Han Su frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Ziyin who had been silent all the time: "What does Elder Holding Sword mean?"

Zi Yin's face was solemn, and he said slowly: "Fu Jing is an orphan I brought back from the deep mountains. She has lived in the world of wild beasts for a long time, so it's natural that she doesn't have any seriousness when she strikes. This is because she has no one to teach her for a long time. If you drive her down the mountain, she will have nowhere to go, and it is inevitable that she will continue to hurt people in the future."

Master Hansu stroked his beard: "Ziyin's words are not unreasonable, so what does Yi Ziyin mean to keep her in Tianyong?"

Zi Yin nodded and bowed to Han Su: "Yes, Fu Jing was brought to Tianyong City by me, and she is also my apprentice, she is a teacher, and she has no relatives, so I should be responsible for what she did. Take full responsibility. The laziness of the teacher's laziness in teaching, Fujing's catastrophe this time is inseparably related to my poor teaching."

The elder commandment waved his hand: "Where is the elder holding the sword? Over the years, you have taught the swordsmanship of your disciples in Tianyong, and you have taken the trouble to cast Xiaohe for your disciples to practice swords. Lingyue is the best among his peers. I am lucky to be able to It is her luck to be accepted by you. If you say that you are not good at teaching, then Ling Yue has not acted recklessly like her!"

Zi Yin was silent for a while, and said: "When I took her down the mountain, I promised to give her a lifetime of safety. Now she is less than ten years old. If you let her go, wouldn't it be her life? At least wait until she When she is an adult and has the ability to protect herself, if she does evil things again at that time, I will show no mercy and deal with her myself!"

Han Su and Elder Discipline looked at each other, and finally, Han Su said, "Then how should I punish Fu Jing now?"

"The head, please hand Fu Jing over to Zi Yin. Zi Yin will definitely punish her severely and give the head an explanation." Zi Yin bowed again.

"Okay, as you said." Han Su nodded.

Looking at the back of Zi Yin leaving, Han Su sighed: "This child Fu Jing is really lucky to have Zi Yin take her as his apprentice. If someone else changed what happened today, it would definitely not end well."

Elder Discipline shook his head: "This girl Fujing is too ignorant. Every time she gets into trouble, Ziyin and Lingyue take care of her aftermath. Pian Ziyin still hides it from her. She really loves her too much."

Master Han Su seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while he said: "Ziyin has his own concerns, so Bingxin's injury shouldn't be a serious problem, right?"

When Bingxin was mentioned, Elder Discipline frowned again: "The wounds just looked terrible, and they didn't hurt any muscles or bones. After a few days of recuperation, nothing happened. It's just that you need to teach your disciples well in the future, and don't bully new disciples. Yes," he said with a self-deprecating smile: "It's just that from now on, no one will dare to provoke Fu Jing."